breakfast straight out the medicine cabinet

It was not his intention to make the boy uneasy, but he noted a degree of hesitance in Pontifex's actions. Hattori wondered if he was nervy around all adults, or he was simply unsure of what to make of Hattori with his aloof, if not foreign ways. Regardless, he believed the yearling when he claimed he'd take better care next time as most people didn't need to be told twice, unlike a certain son of his, but that was neither here nor there. Instead, he focused on the boy's offer, his gaze wandering to the knife he'd been using, its edge still smeared with lichen trimmings.

He knew next to nothing about medicine or plants, his knowledge of first aid was limited to knowing how to best inflict wounds then work backwards, minimising the damage as much as possible. But even then he'd ended far more lives than he'd saved, a fact that did not bother him nearly as half as it probably should.

"If you would like. " He said, his tone remained the same, but his interest was apparent all the same. After all, if he did not care to know he would have said as much. "How will you use the lichen?"